FOR shame! deny that
thou bearst love to any |
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Who for thyself art so unprovident. |
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Grant, if thou wilt, thou art belovd
of many, |
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But that thou none lovst is most evident; |
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For thou art so possessd with murderous
hate |
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That gainst thyself thou stickst
not to conspire, |
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Seeking that beauteous roof to ruinate |
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Which to repair should be thy chief desire. |
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O! change thy thought, that I may change
my mind: |
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Shall hate be fairer lodgd than gentle
love? |
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Be, as thy presence is, gracious and kind, |
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Or to thyself at least kind-hearted prove: |
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Make thee another self, for love
of me, |
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That beauty still may live in
thine or thee. |
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